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Genius English Translations - Sch Dans La Tete English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
Leaving you alive is suicide, shush, leaving you alive is dangerous (Tough and sealed)
Two holes in a ski mask, sorry if there's casualties (Crook shit)
This ain't rap, it's Cass Bell, this ain't a signature, it's a fundraiser
Michael and Vito (Michael and Vito), Hell's Kitchen (Michael and Vito)
Hah, mounted on a silencer (Pah, pah, Jvlivs)
And there's a racetrack in the engine, and this fucking inferno inside the Roadster
My eyes shine of mourning and the smell's a bit too loud
Fucker, I'm both the actor and the author

[Verse 1]
Two holes in a ski mask, pull up to your party with MAC-10s
You're tripping, I worked for this, I gave my trust, but, fuck, there's so many traitors
They'll find their lives in the book they'll have to read to God
Where it's written black on white that they told the kids to aim at the head
A Swiss army knife deep inside the bag of a kid who dreams no longer
A teen losing his life in custody, no one saw shit
I count the crooks, the disappointments, but there's exceptions
Go through it or find the shortcut, I'm at the intersection
Unconquerable, like those who have nothing or those that have everything
I had friends, if I kept them, I'd be in the hole
I took half my memories with me, I smoked the rest
I feel sick, I turned the other cheek too much, but I never switched up
I've got cash, bitch, in my clothes, in these bags
I count the people left, I count those left behind
Here, it's full of drugs, bitch, it's all hidden or in my hands
If I'm in this gray RS4, I'm sure they'll miss their shots
[Chorus]
One day, I'll have to say goodbye to my sworn enemy I see in the mirror
And aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh), aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh)
One day, I'll have to say goodbye to my sworn enemy I see in the mirror
And aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh), aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh)

[Verse 2]
I'm where the crime rate rises, make the statistics shudder
I didn't die first in this shithole of the game
Twisted by profit, the shop windows, political choices in shark-infested waters
It's no big deal, the girl wants a trip, I crush up a gram
Fire in the room, I don't know who told you it was all fun and games
I paint the walls of a heart with lead to pretend a little
I'll scratch the bottom of the paper with a Montblanc pen

[Chorus]
One day, I'll have to say goodbye to my sworn enemy I see in the mirror
And aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh), aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh)
One day, I'll have to say goodbye to my sworn enemy I see in the mirror
And aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh), aim at the head (Oh-oh-oh)